1 Help, LORD , for the godly are no more;
the faithful have vanished from among men. |
2 Everyone lies to his neighbor;
their flattering lips speak with deception. |
3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips
and every boastful tongue |
4 that says, "We will triumph with our tongues;
we own our lips1 12:4 Or / our lips are our plowshares -who is our master?" |
5 "Because of the oppression of the weak
and the groaning of the needy,
I will now arise," says the LORD .
"I will protect them from those who malign them." |
6 And the words of the LORD are flawless,
like silver refined in a furnace of clay,
purified seven times. |
7 O LORD , you will keep us safe
and protect us from such people forever. |
8 The wicked freely strut about
when what is vile is honored among men. |
